We built this town
Bitter lips like cigarettes
Given all she’s got to give
I’m feeling worse because it's never enough
Broken hands can only give so much
Wanting, trying, I hate this city
I hate this city to death
Living, loving, I hate this city
Hate this city to death
Can’t you feel the heat of this city?
I hate this city
Don’t you miss it?
I hate this city, hate, hate this city to death
I love it, early morning, missing the sound
Of a railroad next door
These cold streets rush by me in a cadence
Of cold glass and blur
The skyline sings, the asphalt screams
So glad I’m home